Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Desdinova said:Feeling like crap. I need you guys to tell me I'm not crazy for breaking up with my hot GF. She wanted to attend a fetish. arty with a single male friend.
Good reason?
I've been keeping my radar on alert. I expect anything related to sex to be kept inside the relationship. She told me it was just "socializing". That's exactly what my ex-wife called it when she was screwing around.Did she just spring this ho sh!t out of nowhere or could you see it coming, at least in hindsight?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
I don't see any situation where this would be alright, unless the friend was gay and/or VERY beta. I mean Fogle type terrible. Even then it's weird and not something girfriend/wife material would do.Desdinova said:She wanted to attend a fetish party with a single male friend.
That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.zekko said:Just for clarification, when you say "fetish party", are you talking about those parties where they get together and sell sex products like maybe some vibrators, fuzzy handcuffs, and riding crops or whatever?
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
...and she's going with her guy "friend" rather than you? Very audacious.Desdinova said:That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.
Directly from the website:Desdinova said:For those interested, here's a link to the event's website. Note that you cannot dress casually:
http://www.theball.ca/theball/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=3&Itemid=3
The basic rule is:
"What Happens at the Ball; Stays at the Ball"
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
She kept insisting that it was just to socialize. The thing is, whenever I want to go out and socialize, I don't dress myself up for getting laid.Mauser96 said:What was her response after the breakup?
how nice?After “The Ball” Is Over
Everyone is warmly encouraged to make personal arrangements for after “The Ball”.
One good approach is to rent a room at the hotel. Rooms are convenient and affordable at the Osborne Village Inn but remember to book early as the hotel often fills quite quickly on “The Ball” nights.
Having a room at the hotel means that if you get lucky, or just party hard and need to rest for a moment or two, comfort is at hand.
Why didn't she invite you? That's why you dumped the b!tch. Instead of inviting you, she goes with another guy? You did the right thing no doubt.Desdinova said:That's not at all what it is. It's where people dress up in leather, bondage, corsets, lingerie, and go to a bar. IMO, that 5hit should remain in the bedroom when you're in a LTR. It shouldn't be put on public display.
Could there possibly be a better reason?? Please tell me this is a rhetorical question!Desdinova said:Feeling like crap. I need you guys to tell me I'm not crazy for breaking up with my hot GF. She wanted to attend a fetish party with a single male friend.
Good reason?
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.